Linghu Peak is the second side peak of Taiqiu Mountain and the closest side peak to the main peak of Taiqiu Mountain.
Now the spiritual veins on Mount Taiqiu have advanced to the fourth lower level, and the spiritual energy it emits spreads outward from the foot of the mountain, even reaching the outskirts of Linghu Peak.
When Li Xuangang climbed to the Linghu Peak, which he had not seen for many years, he turned around and looked around. There were patches of Lingpeach trees blooming with pink peach blossoms.
Moving your gaze upwards, you will see Taiqiu Mountain where the spiritual energy fluctuations have not yet subsided.
He stopped for a while at the end of the path paved with bluestones, then turned around and continued walking inside.
After passing through the green shrubs on both sides of the path, not far from the lake, a pretty white figure appeared on the trestle by the lake. At this time, she was quietly looking at the half-open flowers under the bridge.
Ice lotus blooming.
As if aware of his arrival, Han Yuru suddenly turned around and looked at where Li Xuangang was.
Li Xuangang was also walking towards this side, and Han Yuru walked up to meet him with a faint smile on his lips.
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After a while, the two figures walked slowly around the lake, occasionally talking in low voices and making rustling sounds.
At this time, a huge head will appear in the middle of the lake. See what they are doing?
The lake was not big, and not long after walking, the two of them circled it and returned to the original place.
Afterwards, Li Xuangang and Han Yuru boarded the trestle bridge over the lake and walked together to the small pavilion in the middle of the lake.
In fact, the two of them had a brief conversation a month ago, but it was interrupted by the clan leader Li Changqing's breakthrough to the golden elixir. Later, the eighth uncle Li Changji had to arrange for the spiritual veins of Taiqiu Mountain to be upgraded to the fourth level.
Therefore, things that were not finished at that time have been postponed until today.
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The Ice Heart Lotuses around the small pavilion were swaying in the breeze, and a little floral fragrance blew over with the breeze. Li Xuangang sat down on a wooden chair.
Han Yuru also straightened her clothes, sat down next to him, and took out a teapot and two teacups from under the coffee table between the two wooden chairs.
She made and poured tea while listening to Li Xuangang's slow narration.
Things were complicated, but she did them in an orderly manner, and the atmosphere seemed very peaceful.
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The tea had been brewed. Han Yuru gently put down the teapot, looked at Li Xuangang and asked:
"So, the clan leader has entered the golden elixir realm and is now stabilizing his cultivation, and the spiritual veins of Mount Taiqiu have really reached the fourth level of low-grade?"
Li Xuangang nodded slightly. He had already mentioned this matter at the lakeside just now, but a month ago, Han Yuru had been waiting for him to attend the appointment since she left the family ancestral hall, so she never left Linghu Peak.
I don't know about Li Changqing's retreat to stabilize his cultivation. He has only noticed a little change in his spiritual veins on Taiqiu Mountain in the past month.
She had some vague speculations, but she wasn't very sure. It wasn't until Li Xuangang told him about the spiritual pulse entering the fourth level that she suddenly came to her senses.
A real person in the golden elixir stage, with a fourth-level low-grade spiritual vein!
Even though Han Yuru was not very clear about the specific meaning of the two, she still understood that the Li family in Taiqiu Mountain had become a behemoth...well...although to her, before
The Li family in Taiqiu Mountain is also a behemoth.
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The tea was a little hot, and when it touched the cold edge of the tea cup, it turned into wisps of white mist that snaked upward.
After these white mists rose to a certain height, they automatically dissipated, leaving a faint scent of tea in the air.
Under the haze of white mist, Li Xuangang continued to talk to Han Yuru, mainly the former was talking and the latter was listening.
Li Xuangang opened his mouth and said unhurriedly:
"I got a shop in Donghaifang City, and now my eighth uncle has sent someone to take it over!"
"Later, before I went to play in the Ten Thousand Stars Islands, I met a monk named Zhong Yuke who was at the pinnacle of foundation building... Well, that's what I just told you about the medicine garden."
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"Lian Chenglin from Limeng Island is a fifth-level middle-grade black turtle. He went to the Ten Thousand Stars Islands to find a fifth-level spiritual vein to use as the mountain gate of his new sect."
"Those three-headed dragons were dozens of feet long, and their entire body was as black as ink... Finally, they died after being surrounded by three monks in the Nascent Soul realm."
"There is a fifth-level teleportation circle between Donghaifang City and Wanxingfang City... Well, the second uncle is over there now, and the eighth uncle sent some people there later."
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Li Xuangang talked about some of his experiences over the years, and the last thing he talked about was the end of the Ten Thousand Stars Islands operation.
When he talked about the battle at the Ten Thousand Stars Islands, it was originally thrilling and dangerous, but he seemed to be influenced by Han Yuru, but he spoke very calmly, as if he was involved in a casual trivial matter.
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It wasn't until he talked about the death of the three fifth-level mid-level dragons that he raised his tone a little.
Han Yuru covered her mouth in time and exclaimed to cooperate. Li Xuangang glanced at her and found that she actually didn't care about what he said. Instead, she was worried about the trip to the medicine garden she talked about before at the lake.
So he stopped talking, picked up the tea cup on the coffee table, and took a sip.
After a while, Han Yuru spoke:
"Yu Ru has been staying on Mount Taiqiu all these years, but she didn't know that there are so many dangers in the outside world. As fellow Daoist Li said, Zhong Yuke, Lu Pingchuan, Shen Liuyue and others have even more sinister hearts."
"If it had happened to me, I might have died long ago. It's really not easy for you to escape from so many plots."
When Li Xuangang heard the word "escape", he seemed to think of the scene at that time again, so the hand holding the teacup paused unconsciously, but Han Yuru didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with his actions at the time, and his words were full of praise.
his words.
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The ice blue lotus flowers are blooming in full bloom in the lake, contrasting with the emerald green lotus leaves. The light light and shadow are reflected on the lake surface, making it look very beautiful.
At this time, Han Yuru was talking about her experiences over the years, while Li Xuangang was listening quietly.
Many years have passed since the two of them separated in Xijincheng. Li Xuangang just told her many things, including his experiences in Donghaifang City and the Wanxing Islands.
But when it came to herself, Han Yuru found that she didn't seem to have much to talk about. All she had to say was cultivation and alchemy.
The only disturbing thing was that my cave was moved from Taiqiu Mountain to Linghu Peak.
It was not until the end, with Li Xuangang's reminder, that she remembered that she had just broken through to the ninth level of Qi Refining a year ago.
"Has Keqing Han ever thought about building a foundation?"
Speaking of cultivation, Li Xuangang suddenly asked softly!
Han Yuru's eyes lit up, but then darkened again, and she pursed her lips and said nothing.
She also picked up the tea cup and put it close to her lips, and then spoke softly:
"Yu Ru has mediocre talent and is not sure about foundation building. Well... Yu Heng told me some time ago... about breaking through foundation building in seclusion... but I...
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What she said was a little incoherent, and at the end she couldn't speak anymore. So Li Xuangang spoke at the right time, and said:
"There are currently more than 600 people in the family, and most of them are Qi Refining Stage monks, and only a handful of them can reach the ninth level of Qi Refining."
"Even if we look at the entire world of cultivation, there are only a handful of people who can successfully break through to the ninth level of Qi Refining in their lifetime. Most monks can only be trapped at the sixth or seventh level of Qi Refining, unable to make any progress throughout their lives."
"Since Han Keqing can successfully break through to the ninth level of Qi Refining, why not try to enter the next great realm?"
Hearing this, Han Yuru's eyes opened wide, with long eyelashes covering them, and a faint blush appeared on both sides of her fair face.
Her mouth opened slightly, slightly revealing her fine white teeth.
Li Xuangang was stunned for a while, but when he came back to his senses, he saw her astonishment, so he continued:
"Even if you fail to break through once, if you break through again, your life span will still be long, and you will still have several chances to break through."
Han Yuru's eyes showed a hint of intelligence and she replied:
"Does Fellow Daoist Li believe that I can break through to the realm of foundation building?"
Li Xuangang looked at her serious look. He turned his head and looked at the turtle lying on the edge of the small pavilion eavesdropping. He raised his right hand and pointed at it and said with a slight smile:
"This guy can enter the third-level middle level, Han Keqing, why can't you enter the foundation-building realm?"
Han Yuru's face was stunned, and she turned her head to look at Xuangui, who still didn't know what had happened.
After a moment, he looked at Li Xuangang and smiled, revealing the shallow dimples on both sides of his face, and then asked softly:
"Hmm...um...how can this be the same?"
Li Xuangang smiled and said nothing, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
The black turtle on the side, which was used as a metaphor, tilted its head slightly, with some doubts in its eyes, thinking in its heart:
"Why do these two people always say things that I don't understand?"
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The sun rose and dispersed the mist covering the top of Linghu Peak. The conversation between Li Xuangang and Han Yuru continued, and it seemed that the two of them had endless topics to talk about.
The two chatted for a while, and they talked about the first time they met, when Li Xuangang almost struck him with a sword.
Then we talked about the farewell by the riverside outside Xijin City.
When she recalled this, Han Yuru felt a little sad and returned to her usual soft and frail look.
Finally, after a pause, Han Yuru summoned up the courage to tell Li Xuangang about the conversation she had with Li Yuheng.
"A long time ago, I never thought that I would like someone."
"Originally I thought a mountain full of peach blossoms would be beautiful, but since you left, I no longer think so!"
"Actually, I used to think that you liked me, Xuan Gang, but maybe... I remembered it wrong!"
"Xuan Gang, you just told me so many things, but I actually didn't listen to any of them. It's already great that you appear in front of me at this moment."
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Han Yuru talked a lot, and it could be seen that she really mustered up a lot of courage, but when she talked about it later, she calmed down again, as if she was explaining a very common thing.
Li Xuangang was shocked at first, and then his expression returned to normal. He just sat there and listened quietly.
When Han Yuru finished her last words, she suddenly stood up and walked to the railing of the small pavilion. She looked at the cirrus-like water mist beside the lake. She paused for a while, then turned around and looked at Li Xuangang with a smile on her lips.
With a tone that was both serious and playful, he said:
"Fellow Taoist Li Jiu, let's become Taoist couples!"
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This person is like a rainbow, and when you meet someone, you will know there is one!
Li Xuangang stared ahead, paused for a moment, put the tea cup in his hand back on the coffee table, then stood up from the wooden chair, walked to the anxious Han Yuru, suddenly spread his hands, and in the latter's surprised look, he
She hugged him.
The blue waves were like mirrors, with ripples on them and blue ice lotus swaying in them. The black turtle quietly sank his head into the water.
I don't know when the hazy mist has risen again, and the picture is frozen, and the artistic conception is peaceful, like an ink landscape painting.
The faint fragrance of Han Yuru's body penetrated into her nose, and she could still feel her delicate skin through her thin clothes, and even her panicked heartbeat.
Li Xuangang lowered his head and spoke softly:
"good."
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In a quiet moment, outside Han Yuru's cave, Li Xuangang embraced her for the last time.
The two of them made an agreement, which was very secret and only they knew about it.
Later, after Han Yuru stood on tiptoes and kissed her cheek gently, Li Xuangang walked down the mountain along the path of Linghu Peak.
Passing through the tribesmen who were opening up a new spiritual field at the foot of the mountain, he turned into a ray of light and returned to his cave.
This day, in his long monastic life, is bound to be a little unusual!